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Free book, ebooks, print books

I have just released an number of books on Amazon and will continue to release another 10 books over the next 12 months.

I am running a number of FREE GIVE AWAY promotions and the current free give away ends soon. Search “Love in Nimbin” by Thundercloud Repairian on Google or Amazon and you can pick up a free copy today until 17/3/2020

You can also follow the link below.

FREE “LOVE IN NIMBIN” ebook by Thundercloud Repairian

Poetry to End Prohibition

Here is a free PDF of what the Tawny Frogmouth said

The Tawny Frogmouth on Prohibition Free PDF

You can purchase Thundercloud’s Poetry by going to the Book Page and following the links

10% from of the profit from all book sales goes towards the “Thundercloud Repairian Forest Fund” to plant remnant forest linking corridors and revegetate riparian zones along rivers and creeks to ensure and enable natural regeneration and rejuvenation of threatened species and ecosystems.

 

health, Humour, Life lessons, poetry

Haritaki

Haritaki

Do you want to know what keeps me young?

Haritaki Terminalia chebula is great for my tum

It is an ayurvedic fruit with a laxative effect and as a purgative is beaut.

 

Haritaki is full of vitamin C

I eat it in the morning regularly

Sore throat, allergy, constipation, indigestion

This is not medical advice

Only a suggestion

 

A miraculous ayurvedic fruit

“King of Medicines”

Haritaki does a better job

Than a can of beans

Find out more: https://www.netmeds.com/health-library/post/haritaki-benefits-uses-dosage-formulations-and-side-effects

animals, change, health, Humour, Life lessons, poetry, writing

50 Thousand Years

1st Prize, Crocodile Crawl and Marathon Swim in Nimbin Pool Olympics

It was my 50,000th birthday yesterday so I have decided that I will share all my poetry from the last 24 hours. However, first I want to announce that I achieved a lifelong dream of Olympic Gold in the Nimbin Pool Olympics on the 27th of January 2020. I won’t be going to the Tokyo Olympic Games but I am seriously considering entering the 50m butterfly in the Pan Pacific Masters Games #PPMG2020 on the Gold Coast in November because with dedicated training, I can win.

This first one celebrates my sons and the gift of life from my two past wives.

Thanks for the gift of life
From my first and second wife
Our three sons are my greatest gift
Everywhere they go spirits lift
Clay, Luca and Sacha are my sons
The Builder of Earth, The Light of Moon, The Protective ,Caring One
Carrying Water mixing Earth, and Light
The love of two people in the Moon Light
I sowed the seeds and nurtured my sons
They look to me as The Role Model One
I express gratitude
for their attitude
Their smiles, hugs,
that they are peaceful not thugs
They grow and show love
Protect, build and shine light above
Thanks for the gift life
From my first and second wife

This poem is about self care because if you don’t care for yourself how can you care for others?

My time alone is time I own
I’ll spend it productively alone
Time for self, mental and physical health
As my health is my wealth

Quiet time is sublime
Where I find the words that rhyme
So I will write in the night
Words to inspire and delight

Time for me is time I’m free
To create my life for me
Where I inspire others higher
In the quiet time when I retire

I’m in Brisbane visiting my parents and son amd when I went outside in the night to pee, I noticed the difference and decided to write about it. Please pardon my profanity 😉

The city and bush

The city at night is incredibly quiet with only a far away hum
Back in the Bush sound surrounds insects, frogs are around so back to the Bush I’ll run

The city at night is filled with light
Even when the moon does not shine
In the Bush I see stars, wallabies not cars
And The Milky Way in a bright line

In the city asleep, you don’t hear a peep
But the hum of the air conditioners ring
In the Bush hear the breeze, in leaves of trees
And Cicadas that make my ears ring

I heard a bird, he said some words
“faaaark the city I’m a crow”
“there’s many birds in the Bush, so off I’ll push
“off to the faaaaarkin Bush I’ll go”

I’ll get out alive, thrive not survive
So I made a decision to leave
In the Bush I am happy, life’s peaceful not crappy
But the city makes me want to cry and grieve

I won’t look behind, life is sublime
I am lucky I live with the land
In the city day and night, there’s struggle and fight
But in the Bush the beauty is grand.

There’s a lumpy old stump that I love to jump
Wind blows the leaves on the ground
Now I sit in a White box with a fan at the top
Going around and around

I’m going back On a winding logging track
That’s now a road for a car
I will be fine in the Bush anytime
And The city, long gone and far

Anticomplaint

Today I’ll complain
I know its strange
But I also wake up with pain
I wouldn’t usually tell you
I just push through
And manage it with my brain
I want to complain
About sun and rain
And fuckas
In my news feed
That whinge and complain
About the hot and cold
New and old
And can’t handle the truth
From people like me
Who are BOLD

I Emptied MY cup
But filled it back up
Because who wants to be
A useless fukup
So I won’t complain
Put my shit in your brain
With your pussy attitude
Are you sane?
Lift my spirit high
Fly in the sky
Experience all of life
With joy and not cry
Laughing with happiness
Passion and bliss
My puspose to uplift
As people need this
And I will no longer
Whine nor complain
About pain
But take action
not get sucked down the drain

I won’t complain
Nobody wants to hear it
I am an uplifter
An uplifting spirit
My purpose to share my words to uplift
Sometimes a slap in the face book
Is lifes greatest gift.

STOP IT

Stop trying and just decide to do it
Stop crying and go through with it
Stop giving up and start something new
Stop procrastinating and just do
Stop surviving and thrive
Stop drifting and drive
Stop hating and love
Stop fearing have courage
Stop sinking and swim
Stop drinking alcohol and live
Stop taking and give
Stop shaming and forgive
Stop fighting and care
Stop cutting and grow hair
Stop complaining and be sane
You are responsible for the thoughts and actions of your brain

Birds, bees, flowers, forest trees, we are in the need of these.
Humour, Life lessons, writing

The Dictionary

The dictionary

Look it up in a dictionary”, I said IMAG9931

A what?

Dictionary, it’s a book that has every word in it

Like the internet?

Yeah but just words and their definitions

Like Google?

No Ads

Paper?

And Words

Like what do you mean?

A dictionary is a book that lists all the words in a language and their meanings, usually in alphabetical order. It can give the equivalent word in another language as well as their usage and examples. A dictionary can also give you the pronunciation, origin and grammatical usage whether it is a noun, verb, particle, conjunction, preposition, adjective or adverb.

What’s a verb?

It’s a doing word describing an action but I suggest you look it up……….. in a dictionary.

I don’t have a dictionary but I’ve got a smart phone with Google

Here, use my pocket dictionary. IMAG9929

You must have big pockets.

Nah just normal sized ones.

Well that dictionary won’t fit into anyone’s pockets that I know but my smartphone does. Why is it called that?

I don’t know. Let’s look it up in the dictionary. ………. I can’t seem to find it.

“OK Google why is a pocket dictionary called a pocket dictionary when it doesn’t fit in a pocket?”

Well?……

Nothing. It seems even Google can’t answer everything.

Look! Here! In my Pocket Oxford Dictionary under pocket it says pocketbook a small case for papers

“OK Dictionary guy…. define Google”

I can do that without a dictionary and this one was written before the internet existed so no Google.

Humour, poetry, writing

Andy Banjo Player

The Banjo Paterson Bush Poetry Festival in Orange, New South Wales begins on the 17th of February. There are a number of events happening throughout Orange and the surrounding district until the 24th of February 2019.

Events include The Banjo Paterson Bush Poetry Competition which I am entering a poem titled “Our Darling is Dying”. There is also Rotary Brekky and Poetry on the Pavers as well as Poetry in the Pub featuring the Poet’s Brawl. In the poets brawl, poets have one minute to deliver any original poem, bush, slam, rhyming, non-rhyming but must use both the words “Banjo” and “Orange”.

“Andy Banjo Player” is the poem I have written for the “poets brawl”, tell me what you think in the comments.

Andy played a banjo with an orange and he played it very bad

It made a juicy squishy sound and it drove his mother mad

Orange juice went everywhere and pith and peel too

The ants came by the millions and the fruit flies flew

He played with so much gusto and a lot of zeal

Grated it and juiced, he was left with orange peel

Only when he ran out of juice did Andy’s playing stop

So he ran out to a fruit stall and bought a kilo from the shop

Playing “Orange Crush”, the song from REM

Played every single orange till he’d juiced all of them

Bottled it and marketed it and only told the truth

Under the trade make of Andy’s Banjo Orange Juice

Copyright 2019

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